Beast Taming Mad Concubine: The Useless Young Lady is Back!

Ye Feiran glanced at Ye Qingan. These are all basic things. What's there to ask?

"Chaos and primordial chaos are like an egg, silently filling the sky. The vast and boundless primordial chaos embraces the primordial chaos! The primordial energy circulates and solidifies."

Ye Qing'an glanced at Ye Feiran, then asked about the corresponding incantations, postures, and precautions for the others, and finally managed to find the problem.

"Is that really how Master Lingjun taught you, or did you just remember it wrong?"

Ye Feiran seemed insulted, her eyes widening: "How is that possible? These are the most basic things, okay? I've been cultivating for over three years, following these incantations and postures every day. How could I have misremembered?"

Ye Qing'an narrowed her eyes; she had sensed something was amiss earlier.

Although Ye Feiran was somewhat muddle-headed and didn't really focus on cultivation, he still went to Master Lingjun's place to cultivate every day, mainly to please Liu Xueying and Ye Qinghao.

Under the man's watchful eye, it's impossible to do much underhanded.

He spends two hours a day with his teacher. Even if he only uses those two hours to cultivate, it's impossible for him to have such a low level of cultivation...

Therefore, she had previously suspected that Mr. Lingjun had tampered with these formulas and basics.

Ye Feiran had never cultivated before, and his entourage consisted entirely of people sent by Liu Xueying. Even if something had been tampered with, he would have been completely unaware of it.

Furthermore, Ye Qinghao never took this son, who had only average talent, to heart, and probably never asked him about his studies. So, he continued to cultivate for more than three years, taking advantage of the situation.

The tampering was very subtle and wouldn't cause any serious consequences; it would only slow down one's cultivation progress.

Ye Feiran was a spoiled brat, and he didn't look like someone who would seriously cultivate, so naturally no one noticed anything amiss.

Ye Qing'an's gaze turned cold, and she sneered, "You've been cultivating for over three years, yet you don't even realize you've memorized the incantation wrong?"

"What?" Ye Feiran's face was full of undisguised astonishment. After a moment of silence, he shook his head repeatedly: "Impossible, how could I have memorized the incantation wrong?"

Ye Qing'an's gaze fell on Ye Feiran, her eyes filled with pity: "You memorized the final Qi Transformation incantation wrong."

Ye Feiran still didn't believe it: "You've only been studying with Master for a few days! I studied with Master for more than three months before he taught me the formula for Qi Transformation. Master didn't teach you at all, so how would you know the formula for Qi Transformation? Don't be ridiculous..."

Ye Feiran disliked her to begin with, and she was too lazy to deal with Ye Qing'an: "Whether you're wrong or not, you can ask someone else when you have time."

"Don't ask the people around you, because I'm afraid none of them will tell you the truth."

Ye Qing paused for a moment and said, "Here's what we'll do: before your men catch up, get off the carriage now and go find a few sorcerers specializing in mystical arts on the street and ask them for advice."

Ye Qing'an took off her earrings and bracelet and handed them to him: "Remember to thank the person you asked for a gift, if you don't want to hear people on the street saying that the second young master of the Ye family is a bully tomorrow."

"I don't need it..." He stopped halfway through his sentence; he had no money.

Ye Feiran gritted his teeth, took the things, jumped off the carriage, and quickly disappeared into the crowd.

Ye Qing'an also got off the carriage, and the empty carriage following behind also stopped.

Ye Feiran's pageboy rushed up: "Young Miss, what is the Second Young Master doing? Why did he suddenly run down here? There are so many people here, where am I supposed to chase after him?"

Ye Qing'an pursed her lips, her expression also somewhat unpleasant: "I only said a few words to him just now, and he got angry with me and wanted to fight me. I scolded him back, and in his anger, he lifted the carriage curtain and jumped down."

"I...I don't know where he went either."

The pageboy became even more anxious: "What should we do? The second young master has such a temper, who knows what trouble he might cause?"

"Oh no, oh no! If anything happens to the second young master, the master and mistress will definitely hold me accountable."

A cold smile appeared in Ye Qing'an's eyes, but she lowered her gaze and her voice became even lower: "It's all my fault... If I hadn't scolded him, he wouldn't have..."

“He’s not a child anymore, so he probably won’t really run around. Let’s wait here and see if he comes back. If he hasn’t returned after an incense stick’s time, we’ll go back to the manor first and then report to Father so he can send someone to look for him.”

The pageboy gritted his teeth: "That's the only way."

After saying this, he put his hands together and began to pray to the gods and Buddhas: "Jade Emperor, Guanyin Bodhisattva, I beg you, please let the Second Young Master come back quickly. My heart is not very good, and I can't bear such a blow."

Ye Qingan stood to the side watching, only pursing his lips and remaining silent.

The pageboy sighed again: "Alas, the second young master has always been impatient. If the eldest young lady has something to say, she can talk to the second young master properly. If she talks properly, he will still listen. But if the eldest young lady gets impatient with the second young master, he will be even more impatient than you."

Ye Qing'an responded with a low voice, "Yes, I understand."

Fortunately, Ye Feiran returned quickly, in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

Zixiao spotted Ye Feiran first and quickly tugged at Ye Qing'an's sleeve: "Miss, Miss, look, the Second Young Master is back."

Ye Qing'an looked up and saw Ye Feiran walking towards her, his face full of murderous intent, and his large size made him look particularly intimidating.

It seemed to confirm her words, as if they had really argued and she was angry with him.

Ye Qing'an quickly stepped forward before the pageboy and grabbed Ye Feiran's hand: "You child, I only said a few words to you, and you got angry with me and jumped out of the carriage to leave."

"How could you act so recklessly? Do you know how terrified you were? What would we have done if something had happened to you?"

The pageboy quickly stepped forward: "Yes, Second Young Master, you should talk to the Eldest Miss properly if you have something to say. You can't just leave like this without saying a word."

Ye Feiran looked somewhat bewildered, but he could roughly guess what Ye Qing'an was up to.

Ye Qing'an then quickly said, "Let's get in the carriage quickly and talk about it when we get back to the manor."

Ye Feiran did not struggle and simply got into the car with Ye Qing'an.

The carriage started moving again, and Ye Qing'an finally looked up at Ye Feiran: "How was it? Did you get any results?"

Ye Feiran's face was grim: "How could this be? I clearly didn't remember wrong."

Ye Qing'an nodded: "Yes, you're not mistaken. It's just that your Master Lingjun was instructed by someone else to deliberately tell you the wrong incantation..."